Blazing Skies and God's Glory

Thank you, Ted Barrett, for the amazing photo and thank you, Phil Foster, for challenging me to write a poem to accompany this photo. Thank you, Father, for inspiring me to write. This is real collaboration!

 

Fear Not...

WARNING...Foggy Road Ahead

Thank you, Phil Foster, for the amazing photo...and thank you, sovereign God, for you protection as we travel and unknown path. 

The Best is Yet To Come

 

The Master of the Sea

 He's the King of kings and Lord of lords, our Saviour, Redeemer and Friend...worthy of our praise and adoration.  May He still the storms in our hearts and lives for His eternal glory...and our good!

Big Sea, Small Boat...but a Great, Big GOD

 When I read Tim Challies' blog this morning, as I do every day, one of the graphics on his site depicted a ship at sea. In the picture/photo, the ocean is so expansive and the ship seems so small by comparison. When I saw the picture I recalled a quote that I hadn't heard for many years so I went to Google to check it out. Apparently the quote was inscribed or carved on a block of wood that sat on John. F. Kennedy's desk.

There's also a poem that I found. I'll quote the poem and the brief story about JFK's desk.

Our lives can appear to be so small and insignificant but in God's eyes...we are very special. So valuable to Him that He gave His Son to redeem us and give wonderful peace and eternal life. - David

"This Old Breton prayer was inscribed on a block of wood on the desk of President John F. Kennedy. Admiral Hyman Rickover would give it to new submarine captains and also presented one to the President. Kennedy loved the quote and used it in his dedication of the East Coast Memorial to the Missing at Sea on May 23, 1963. He always kept it on his desk in the Oval Office and it is now in the JFK Presidential Museum and Library."

Here is the poem in its entirety:

Thy sea, O God, so great,

My boat so small.

It cannot be that any happy fate

Will me befall

Save as Thy goodness opens paths for me

Through the consuming vastness of the sea.

Thy winds, O God, so strong,

So slight my sail.

How could I curb and bit them on the long

And saltry trail,

Unless Thy love were mightier than the wrath

Of all the tempests that beset my path?

Thy world, O God, so fierce,

And I so frail.

Yet, though its arrows threaten oft to pierce

My fragile mail,

Cities of refuge rise where dangers cease,

Sweet silences abound, and all is peace.

- Winfred Ernest Garrison

Check out Tim Challies' blog at www.challies.com

The Eternal God...Our Source of Strength

 If only I could remember this.

Thank you, Father, for quietly

leading us back to You as we

walk this pilgrim pathway!

Don't Stop Praying...the Blessing Will Be There

Be persistent in your prayer...

and the blessing will be there. 

The Misty Flats - Revisited

Recently I created and posted this graphic with a quote by John Oxenham that I discovered as a young man while reading Isobel Kuhn's incredible autobiography, By Searching. I've never forgotten this quote and when I saw my friend Mark Price's photo, I asked for his permission to use it as the background for Oxenham's words. Thank you, Mark!

Summer by the River

 

JESUS...Victor...NOT Victim

If anyone could feel like a "victim" it would be Joni Eareckson Tada. An athletic teenager, Tada broke her neck in a diving accident when she was 17. Her spinal cord was severed, and she became paralyzed from the shoulders down. She has limited arm motion, but can't use her hands or her legs.

Her writing and speaking engagements have brought hope and encouragement to untold numbers of people.

On this Easter weekend we thank God, the Father, that His beloved Son, Jesus, conquered sin, death, and the grave when He rose triumphantly and lives forever as our Advocate and High Priest.